As she sat at the airport stretched out on the most comfortable sofa she could find, tea in hand, hand luggage by her side, she flicked through old pictures on her iPad. She hadn’t done that in a while. Pictures which now served as memories. Memories of life in Lagos, work and Him. Him - time spent together, spa weekends, pictures sent to each other. She closed her iPad and shut her eyes. She saw him everywhere, beautiful memories made her smile and the more recent memories made the tears well up almost automatically.
Her flight was finally announced. Priority boarding. She was on her way to Cape Town. A long awaited vacation. She couldn’t seem to shake the memories of him despite efforts to block them out. She put her iPad away, phone fully charged and big round sunglasses on her face - She couldn’t do much to change the situation but she could write. She would write - The girl and her memoir...
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